The Prime Minister's Darling novel Chapter 1374

Chapter 1374: 667 Severe Beating of the Han Family (Second More)

Gu Jiao used her own voice.

By now, he was already blind, but at least let him hear.

Xun Fengxian, who was pouring tea for Gu Jiao on the side, gave a start when she heard the maiden’s voice, and looked towards the boy in disbelief!

"Prepare the hot water," Gu Jiao said, and then her voice returned to that of a green teenager.

Xun Fengxian wiped the cold sweat from her forehead, confused—had she been so shocked that she mistook the voice? This was clearly a boy, how could he suddenly sound like a girl?

A girl wouldn’t be this terrifying.

Gu Chengfeng’s injuries were severe, with minor abrasions from falling, as well as knife wounds from fighting with others, all swollen with soaked flesh and filled with sand and mud.

In the process of cleaning, the skin and muscles all needed to be turned inside out.

Gu Jiao calmly did everything that needed to be done.

On the side, Xun Fengxian could barely keep from gasping out loud.

My goodness, isn’t this cleaning too brutal? She thought. She had never been this terrifying even when tormenting those disobedient servant boys. Where did this kid come from? Was this really about saving someone, or was it a death blow?

"Stop cleaning," Gu Chengfeng said weakly, "it’s unsightly."

Gu Jiao said calmly, "I have seen wounds uglier than this."

Apart from the new injuries Gu Chengfeng had acquired today, his body was also covered with numerous old wounds, large and small, which were clear evidence of the hardships he endured on his journey.

"Was it Han Family’s doing?" Gu Jiao asked.

Her voice remained steady, betraying no ripples of emotion, yet an inexplicably bone-chilling murderous aura enveloped the room.

Xun Fengxian, carrying the hot water into the room, shivered unconsciously.

She had been in this line of work for many years, seen all sorts of people, but this was the first time she had encountered a youth with such a heavy murderous aura at such a young age.

She placed the hot water next to the bed, on a stool, and asked, "Does the Young Master have any other orders?"

"Cook some vegetable porridge," Gu Jiao said.

"Eh, sure!" Xun Fengxian responded, hurrying to instruct Ginkgo to do so.

Once the enormous weight in one’s heart has been lifted, it becomes easy to fall asleep from the relief.

Gu Chengfeng was almost asleep when he suddenly felt someone pulling at his pants. He was momentarily puzzled in his drowsy state and instinctively grasped his waistband, "What are you doing?"

Gu Jiao looked at the blood seeping through his trousers and said, "There are wounds on your legs."

With the last bit of consciousness, Gu Chengfeng stubbornly resisted, "Don’t... don’t look... "

Gu Jiao said, "It’s not like I’ll make fun of you for being small."

Gu Chengfeng: "...!!"

He’s not small!

He’s Gu Big Big!

And what was this girl saying!

Should a young lady even speak like that?

Gu Chengfeng’s head tilted to the side, and he lost consciousness.

Xun Fengxian: "Uh... "

Did he pass out from sleep or anger?

It was a good thing Gu Jiao checked—Gu Chengfeng had a knife wound near the groin on his thigh, deep to the bone, which took seven stitches.

By the time all the injuries were treated, it was half a ’shi chen’ later, and the kitchen’s vegetable porridge was ready. Gu Chengfeng was already asleep, and without disturbing him, Gu Jiao had some herself.

She wasn’t hungry.

She just didn’t like to waste food.

After a night full of shocks, Xun Fengxian felt she needed to have some porridge to calm her nerves.

"Um... If there’s nothing else, I’ll go back to my room," she said awkwardly.

Gu Jiao, sitting at the table, put down the bowl in her hand and said, "Hang on, I have a question for you."

Xun Fengxian quickly turned back and said with an ingratiating smile, "Eh! Please ask, Young Master!"

Gu Jiao asked, "Were today’s officials from the Han Family, from that Han Che’s Han Family?"

Han Che?

Xun Fengxian was taken aback before she realized that indeed, the second young master of the Han Family was called Han Che.

She nodded, "Yes, that’s the Han Family!"

Gu Jiao added, "Why would the Han Family relentlessly chase after a slave?"

"You may not know this, but he’s not an ordinary slave..." Xun Fengxian began, but then realized the nature of the relationship between the two and coughed lightly to correct herself, "The attire of the officials earlier suggests they were from the Han Family’s mine. The mine strictly controls labor service, and they capture and execute anyone who flees. That’s a rule of the mine and also a method the Han Family uses to intimidate people."

"Your friend is very fortunate to have escaped. The Han Family’s mine is no place for people; only death-row inmates are sent there, or slaves bought for that purpose. Those people are treated less than human, working from dawn till dusk. If they fall sick or injured, no one takes care of them; they are just thrown into the mountains because the cost of treatment is enough to buy a new slave."